I don’t think I shall go to Sk. very often, the sight of all those boys being drilled to take part in this awful war is so saddening. It cannot be right to have the flower of youth wiped out, all of them belonging to somebody. Some looking so gay and bright and some who seem already to have the shadow of their fate looking forth from their young grave faces and some with uneasy worried looks as if they loathe being chivvied from pillar to post with a sergeant barking orders at them that they would obey so much more readily by request but must all be ordered since so many obey orders only. Shopping is very difficult and the attendants in so many of them barely civil. I know these are trying times but it is difficult to buy as well as sell. A plane went by just now and then a few minutes later an explosion shook the house. I wonder if it was from the plane. Post just come so will see what letters there are.
Have you read an introduction to May Hill & family (includes photographs) and explored ‘The Casualties Were Small’?